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Turrin decides to spar a experienced spearman with just his talon sword.

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Not found on any map, Endrykas is a large migrating tent city wherein the horseclans of Cyphrus gather to trade and exchange information. [Lore]

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The Spear-man and the Swordsman

Postby Turrin on April 7th, 2017, 1:22 pm

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Time Stamp: 18th of Spring, 517AV
Location: Warstorm Pavilion
Who: Turrin

Two day left before the triathlon, and he needed a work on his swordsmanship before the contest. The warrior brought both wooden practice talon swords to the pavilion. His real talon sword never leaves his side ever. The Inarta walked to the sparring circle and waited for a chance to get into the ring with the winner. Turrin watched the two opponents as they squared off against each other. One was a woman with strawberry blond hair that was woven into a intricate bun. The other was a older man with strange tattoos all over his body. He was well muscled and his body was full of scars. This man was a seasoned Drykas warrior, the woman was in her early twenties, but the look in her eyes told him that she was also a seasoned warrior herself. He saw no scars on her body since she was mostly covered up, but he figured the thick fabric was covering her own battle mementos.

The golden eyed warrior watched in silence as the two warriors squared off. Each warrior was using a blunted short spear aimed for practice and large metal shields. He figured the shields were bought or traded for since in his days of living in Endrykas, he couldn't find a forge in the mobile city. Turrin watched their stances, and they both take up the same stance. Holding the shield in front of them, he saw the shield covered most of their torso while the only thing that he could see was their head. The spear was held over their head with there dominate hand. This was a defensive stance to protect the spear men from frontal attacks. When they were ready, their wasn't charge, but a slow series of movements forward. It wasn't a straight line. Each warrior tried to gain advantage by moving into gain the upper hand in positioning when they got into position the battle begun.

The male thrust forward with his seven foot spear. It was aimed at the exposed head of his opponent, but the women lifted the shield up in front of her head to block the incoming blunted spear. However, the blond woman didn't do a simple thrust, she swung her seven foot spear around her head in a circle swing towards her opponents legs. She meant to sweep him and knock him off his feet; however, the large tattooed warrior brought his shield down to defect the incoming spear. He seemed incredibly gifted with his shield skills. When the spear was deflected by the man, his first thrust was to the now exposed shoulder of the women's weapon arm. The women moved to defect the spear thrust with her shield, but the thrust was to quick, so the blunted point plunged into her unprotected shoulder. He could tell she grimaced in pain when the blunt spear hit her flesh. The bald man brought back the spear and thrust the blunt point down into top of her leg. The blunt point struck her in the top of the leg, and Turrin knew the fight would be over now since he disabled her means to attack her arm and her mobility her leg.

When the woman stood up straight, Turrin knew the spar was over. The blonde woman patted the older warrior on his back and walked out of the ring. The Drykas older man was victorious and said to the crowd first in Pavi. Turrin couldn't understand any of the words, so he just stood there quietly. The crowd didn't move when he said in broken common, “I winner, Any Walahk brave enough to face me! Me show you how steadfast Drykas on the battle field!”
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The Spear-man and the Swordsman

Postby Turrin on April 7th, 2017, 1:24 pm

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Turrin watched the man enough to know that he was good with the spear and shield combination. If he would face him battle, they would be equal in skill. The Inarta never could say no to someone who just insulted his bravery. The half breed walked forward with wooden talon sword in hand. He set the second on the floor and got into his fighting stance in front of the spear warrior. The myrian got into his defensive stance with his tip of the wooden talon sword pointing at the ground. His front foot was pointed towards him, but his back foot was pointed away from him, so the only part of his body facing him was right side of his leg, side of his torso, and shoulder. He wanted to give the spear warrior as little targets as possible, so his made sure his chest was pointing away from him. Putting his hand back on left hip, he protected his off hand from a potential strike. Rising to the balls of his feet, Turrin stayed silent as he waited for him to strike.

They stared at each other waiting for the right moment to strike than the spear man moved forward and thrust the blunt spear at his face, and he quickly brought it back for a second attack. Turrin knew that if he was going to have a chance. He would have to eliminate the spear-man’s advantages over him was the length of weapon and his shield. However, the heavy shield made him slow and less agile. Waiting for the thrust to come at his head, Turrin moved his head side right as the blunted point breezed by his left of his head. While he was dodging, he moved backwards enough, so he would have to use the same about of length of his weapon to strike at him the second time. As the spear-man walked forward, he thrust this time at his chest, so the Inarta stepped forward and pivoted his whole body to the right and dodging the thrust of the blunted spear. Now he was perpendicular with shaft of the spear, so swung down the shaft of the spear hard enough to knock it away and out of position. When he hit the spear shaft, he turned his wrist slightly, so the edge of talon blade replica swung backhand toward the exposed legs under the shield. The spear-man moved his shield down to deflect and the wooden sword landed against it with a loud clang!

The spear-man knew that he was on the defense because Turrin was pressing his advantage in close range, so he swung his shield outwardly in a attempt to bash the swordsman away. Seeing shield bash coming, Turrin jumped backwards, so he wouldn't take the full impact of the blow. The shield bash hit him, but it didn't hurt as bad since he was jumping backwards when he hit him. The momentum of the shield bash and jumping backwards knocked him out of position. Feeling the pain of the impact on his left shoulder, Turrin defiantly got back into his sword stance. The Drykas spear-man watched with a amused look in his eyes at the swordsman's vain attempts to get past his defense. Suddenly he moved his grip on the spear half way down the spear for close quarter combat. The golden eyed hunter clenched his jaw trying to ignore the pain in his non-sword arm. Turrin knew that he needed to press offense, so this time, he stepped forward a couple steps than lunged forward, so the point of the talon blade aimed at the head of his opponent.
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